Alpha Princess's Possessive Mate

*Fang's PoV*

The night was getting heavy and Fang's feet moved in the different direction of the bonfire set up. Selene's head had started to muddle with the drink on it and she almost ran like a blind person in the open field that they had entered now. The empty bottle of drink slipped from Selene's hand and crashed against the ground. 

"Oops," Selene said as she turned back to witness the glass, but Fang did not care because if there was any blood, he would have smelled it by now. "Where are we going?" Selene asked in a slurred tone. 

"To the field of flowers," Fang did not bother looking behind as he walked straight, holding Selene's hand behind him. 

The fact was, they had already reached the field, but Fang wanted to go deeper into it. He wanted some time with Selene before and now, with all the arguments that had taken place in between them, his wolf was angry and his ego hurt. Selene, on the other hand, had almost forgotten what had happened. Her thought process seemed to be in the present moment than what had happened before. "Wait," Selene huffed as she kept her hand on her stomach and leaned, "I have stomach pain, I had too much liquid." 

Fang stopped to look at her, his soulmate, who looked all red and almost sweaty with just this amount of walking. Seeing her face like this, a little contoured in mild pain, reminded Fang of something else. 

Selene was almost about to stumble back when Fang pulled her towards him. 

Her body thudded against his tight muscles and for the first time, Selene felt them with her hands. She moved her palm from over Fang's taut chest to his well-built abs. "Wow, you really must work out a lot!" Selene said as she felt his muscles with her innocent, drunk mind. Fang had to tilt his neck to see her, but he felt every glide of her hand and how her slender finger felt over his t-shirt. The girl was really testing his patience. 

Fang held both her wrists and separated her hand away from him. For a moment, he saw how helpless she looked at the moment and he couldn't help but want to dominate her and take her right here. 

But he had to get Selene in a proper mindset before that. She can't say that she forgot what she saw here. 

Fang picked her up in his arms and Selene immediately reacted, "Woah, hey I have feet. Okay, Fang, don't you dare even do that for me! Dictating your way around whenever you want." But Fang had already started walking and Selene was just speaking in retaliation while her body lazily rested in his strong arms. She hit his biceps lightly, "You always do that, put up some price and have your ways. How you never consider what I am feeling or what I want?" 

For a moment, Fang stopped to look at her, and his eyes met her hazel eyes. There was a pain in there and she was almost pleading with him to take back what he had demanded a while back. "I can't lose you for some stupid reason now, can I?" Fang asked as he started walking again with his eyes forward. 

"But I will lose an important friend of mine," Selene said, almost like a small child to Fang. 

It took Fang a long time to realise that he had kept his abilities shut around her, as if he had let his guard down. He quickly skimmed through her thoughts and realised in what light she held Channing. She had never had a friend and a person to trust since the beginning of time, and Channing was the first person to give that to her. Somewhere Fang's heart ached that it was not him who was that person to her.

But Selene was right. She had truly set things straight between her, and Channing and Fang had still gone out of his ways to challenge her freedom. 

Fang's jaw clenched at the person he was turning out to be in Selene's mind. That was the last he wanted to have, and Selene was almost on the path to hate him. Fang let Selene get down when they approached the river and he asked her gently, "Do you want to wash your face?"

"About that," Selene said as her face drew in together and her hand went below her throat. Before Fang could figure it out, Selene ran to lean against a tree trunk and puked her stomach out. 

Fang couldn't help but roll his eyes. It was obvious when she had never drunk liquor before. 

He walked to her and gathered her shoulder-length hair behind her head. Selene almost puked her guts out, and she sat down. "Done?" Fang asked as her gag reflexes stopped and Selene almost heaved her chest while Fang held onto her hair behind her head. "Come wash up first," Fang said, and they went to the river so Selene could wash the little hem of her dress that ad stained and then her face. The effect of liquor from her mind had reduced, but her body was still feeling it. 

She got up and immediately felt dizzy, losing her balance where Fang was already to catch her. Selene looked at Fang raising her head deliberately slow remembering her she had caressed his muscles a while back. 

"Do you feel better now?" Fang asked and Selene nodded her head almost submissively, as she did not struggle to get out of Fang's hold. 

Fang closed his eyes at her, trying not to let his wolf take over because she looked so weak right now. It turned on different keys inside Fang. He interlaced his fingers with her and Selene looked at him in shock. "Fang!" her voice was barely audible.

However, Fang did not care about her awkwardness. It was how the colour rose on her face that excited him. He had brought her here for some other reason and now that her mind had come around; he walked slowly, tugging her hand so she could walk beside him. Everything was a first experience for Selene, to be by a man's side and walk hand in hand around the flowers. She was almost like a teenager as she tagged along with Fang. 

"Where are you taking me?" Selene asked. 

Fang had his other hand in his pocket, and he looked ahead without looking at her. "To show you someplace beautiful," his words were casual as he continued to walk with her hand in his. 

  After a small walk, they crossed the field of flowers and there was long wild grass that grew on the forest field. 

Selene had slowly come to her senses, although drink had still not escaped her mind, she was thinking better now. Her eyes took in every detail that surrounded her, and when she turned around to look at Fang, she saw how his handsome face was now perfectly complimented by his hairstyle. Somewhere she felt proud of herself for her own judgement. This hairstyle truly brought out Fang's sharp features.

For a little while, she admired Fang before her mind went back, suddenly remembering how he had taken away a friend from her.. She would now have to be careful even around Channing, and it was going to hurt her.